Luyện nghe bài hát Murder, Murder, Murder

[Monoxide
I plan my escape.
Nothin on and live the scene without a trace.
I'm dead in her face.
But she see me Im unoticed.
I head to her window for better focus.
Pokus!
I see the door light, I let myself in.
Head full of room with of murder and mayhem.
There she go, there that lay.
on this earth to my dismay.
TO PAY!
Palms are im bout to vomit.
I grabbed the knife my belt and jab it in her stomach.
Again and again, now she's screamin I care.
But I give a fuck less before she dies I grab her by her blood
hair.
And her shits gonna be allright on my end.
Im glad it happened way, back in my daughters life again.
Aint it a
it came to this.
Life goes on except for one bitch.
it trip?

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Murder Murder Murder. You never of it.
in reverse. Bodies in the hurse.
Now your lifes goin we wanted you to die.
Time to your ass goodbye!
ask why.

[Jamie
It was Tuesday 24, 97.
on the clock 1:11.
Thinkin sendin somebody to heaven.
On the crossroads of of a soul lies in my hands.
I suppose, im wearin dark clothes.
on the sidestreet.
out the scenary.
Make sure nobody seein me.
As I to the trunk of the stolen car.
Up to the back with the crowbar.
So far the fullproof.
All from the booth.
Got the machine.
on the scene.
Kick in the backdoor,
for the family dog, thor!
Kicked him in jaw the workboots.
Knocked a couple loose.
Smacked him in the mouth with my empty duce.
I smile!
Break his neck and watch him piss on tile.
Never liked him since the day he try to me foul.
Tried to me, stab a stake knife in his head.
So much for mans best friend.
Know Im all up in the in the bedroom masterbatin.
Cumin on the and pillow cases.
Fuck that bitch, shes a kunt.
And her nothin but a slut.
Cant to seal her mouth shut.
she returns home from work.
Nice blouse, shirt.
attire.
For hooker for hire.
Throw the on the table said baby are you home.
Didnt Bones.
alone.
And shes for the telephone, to call the police.
Strangled the cord, now deceased.
In a of a suffication.
Being up for demonstration.
Let em I know im many faces.
Now dead in the closet.
Hangin out with all the clothes.
In the struggle a bloody nose.
But im though.
As I move to the to wash my hands.
Its all of the plan.
Dont you understand, SEE!

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